Last Week of 2014, Last Monday Post

This is our last Monday post of 2014, as the year ends on Wednesday! All I can say is that this year has gone very quickly and it all seems to have flown past. We have gone from strength to strength this year and I just want to do a quick shout out to everyone who has read what we’ve posted, everyone who’s sent us something to publish and everyone’s continued support.

Long may it all continue well into 2015 and beyond.

Our plans this week are to either bring you the next section of Poppy’s Marsh of Adventure or a poem on Wednesday. Fiona is down to do a ‘presents round up’ in which no doubt she will tell us what Blyton/bookish goodies she got for her birthday and Christmas this year (I unfortunately was rather lacking in Blyton goodies this year! I had a Doctor Who theme however…)

I am at a loose end however, and should really be bringing you the next St Clare’s book, but we’ll have to see how it goes! Anyway! See you in 2015 Blytonites!

 

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The First Christmas

Until I came across this book in Alton a few weeks ago, when I was book shopping with Francis, I don’t think I was aware of it. I knew of course that Blyton had some retellings of Bible stories under her name, but for some reason this singular story didn’t occur to me.

I brought it for the sole purpose of blogging about it today, reviewing the story and the pictures and admiring her retelling.

The story is a simple one, meant for children. As we know, Blyton taught in a Sunday school before she became a teacher and would often have to pass on these stories to the children, so you get the feeling that it is a story she knows well, and has tried to be as true to the Bible’s telling of it as possible.

At 64 pages it is a short book for an adult but maybe long for a child of the age, 3 to 7 perhaps, that it’s aimed at. However when you start reading the book, its clear that it is only this long because the words are big, which would obviously encourage children to read.

The retelling of the first Christmas is nothing new to me, and the story here is as I would imagine to find any other retelling. There are not too many of Blyton’s usual quirks in the script and it reads as a preacher would tell it to children. It would be hard for there to be any, as there is no doubt there could be little to add to such a story without taking away the simpleness and goodness, and joy of the new King, Jesus.

There are colour plates in this book, to help illustrate the story, by a chap called Paul Henning, who I’m not sure I’ve come across before. At first glance his pictures seem very artistic, simple lines and bold colours, but as I read on, I became more aware that the pictures seemed to be puppet characters, set up and moved around to make the scene up. This rather took some of the magic from it.

Anyway it is a nice little book, good for explaining where Christmas came from to a child, and helping them engage in the magic of the season. I do hope that I will get a chance someday to read it to  someone and help them understand Christmas. Fiona, you have been warned!

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New Year’s Dip: A St Andrews Story, chapter 6

Last time Julian and Anatoly competed on the swing boats and the group tried haggis.

“Honestly,” Darrell said to Sally, “you’d think they were all five years old the way they carry on sometimes.”

“Aren’t they?” Sally asked with a smirk. “They’re such… such… boys!” she finished with a laugh. She squeezed Darrell’s arm as they walked. “I’m glad we’re here,” she said as the snow began to fall faster. “And I’m glad the boys are here,” she added. “I’ve been dying to see Ju since we broke up for Christmas!”

“They are such boys,” Darrell agreed, “but we wouldn’t be without them. I was the same with Toly, I was so disappointed when he said he might not make it, I couldn’t bear the thought of having to wait until the start of term to see him again.”

“I know you were darling, but he’s here, and what an entrance!” Sally said with a giggle. She spotted a stall and pulled Darrell over. “I saw a scarf on here earlier that I thought I wanted to buy Ju,” she said embarrassed, picking out a dark blue, green and purple tartan scarf with the town’s coat of arms on it. She paid for it, blushing. “Do you think it’s a bad idea?” she asked Darrell.

“I know, Darrell giggled, “my boyfriend, the elderly man. It’s really nice Sally, I’m sure he’ll love it,” she said encouragingly.

Sally smiled and tucked it in the pocket of her coat. “I’ll give it to him tomorrow after the swim,” she told Darrell. “Are you going to get something for Toly?”

“I’d like to,” Darrell said, “but I have no idea what! It took me forever to pick his Christmas present.”

“That’s true, you almost drove me to distraction trying to find that good luck charm,” Sally teased her friend.

“He’s difficult to buy for,” Darrell defended herself. “I mean have you any suggestions on what I could get him tonight?”

“Not one, sorry Darrell,” she said with a giggle. “How about a bottle of whisky?” she suggested looking at a few stalls a little further down. “You said he was getting a taste for it before Christmas.”

Darrell smiled. “He is, which is nice as he says he can’t find decent vodka here. But it’s so expensive for a bottle, I’m not sure I’ve got enough money with me.”

“Look they’ve got small ones,” Sally pointed out. “And I can lend you any if you need it? You could get him a small one as a prize for doing the swim, but if we’re going to do that, shouldn’t we get a pack of three one for each of the boys? We can’t possibly leave David out can we?”

Darrell had a closer look at the little set of whiskies, three small bottles on a wooden tray. “I’ve got enough to share that with you,” she said, “they can warm up with one each after they come out of the water. I’d like to get him something, well, personal though. Something just for him.”

Sally looked around. “I’ll get the whiskies and you can owe me. You go and have a quick look for something for Toly. We ought to be getting back to them soon.”

“Do you think they’ve even noticed we’re gone yet?” she asked absently as she looked at a stall full of trinkety gifts, searching for something Anatoly might like.

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Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas!

We here at World of Blyton wish you all a Merry Christmas and a Happy New year!

Here’s to looking forward to the next year on the blog! 

From 

Stef and Fiona

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Christmas Gifts – a poem by Enid Blyton

If I had lived long years ago
And seen, on Christmas night,
The strange star in the sky aglow,
I think perhaps I might
Have followed close the Wise Men Three,
The little Holy Child to see.

They brought Him presents rich and rare-
I would have brought one too,
And laid it with the treasures there;
Perhaps a ball of blue,
Or else a rabbit, soft and small,
For Him to cuddle in the stall.

I was not there, and so you see
I could not bring Him joy,
He had no birthday gift from me,
No ball or other toy,
And so at Christmas time I take
A gift to others – for His sake.

Taken from the Enid Blyton Poetry Book (1934) and originally written for The Teachers’ World (1933).

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Last Monday Before Christmas

I’m still not sure where the last twenty or so days have gone, or how we got so close to Christmas so quickly. Instead of a contributor post on Wednesday (Christmas Eve) I think we’ll just pop a Christmassy poem or something similar on, I expect most of you will be too busy with last minute preparations to have time to be reading much else anyway.

Friday I will put up a chapter of New Year’s Dip, nothing too taxing while you are all recovering from all the food and fun of the day before. And to stretch the Christmassy feeling a little further Stef’s going to read and review The First Christmas, Blyton’s own telling of the nativity story.

I’ve got a few mostly Christmassy photos to add this week, and in case I forget later, have a merry Christmas!

 

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The Sea of Adventure

After realising that I had been extremely lax in getting The Sea of Adventure read for this week’s blog,  I started reading it on Friday but I didn’t get very far, so on my breaks at work today and after work, before dinner, I read quickly through my 320 first edition reprint in order to bring you a review this week.

The book starts off with quite a traditional Blyton beginning; all the children have measles and Mrs Mannering, under Doctor’s orders wants to send them somewhere to get their strength back before they go back to school. She tries to engage a governess, but unfortunately the children soon put an end to that idea when she meets the animals, and Kiki in particular.

Anyway after a very suspicious phone call from Bill, a misunderstanding, and Mrs Mannering getting measles, the children go with Bill on a holiday up to Scotland to the Hebrides for a bird watching holiday. This holiday is also a ruse for helping Bill disappear after his current mission went awry. They travel up to Scotland without problem and when they’re on the boat out to sea, Bill is sure he hasn’t been followed and loses his beard.

Soon they’re speeding along, coming to islands filled with birds, which send Jack and Philip into seventh heaven and before long the five of them and Bill have set up a base on an island filled with puffins! Philip, naturally, attracts two Puffins to them, a mating couple it would appear who get called Huffin and Puffin- named by Kiki, if you couldn’t already guess.

This first part takes up most of the book if I’m honest, but the setting is so beautiful that I’m more than happy to read these much of a set up to the main adventure. In fact it helps remind me, that one day I will need to travel to the west coast of Scotland and explore the vast number of islands and their beauty spots before I get too old.

However, just before halfway through the book, we get to really see the full extent of the adventure creeping up on us, when Bill is mysteriously kidnapped in the night and the children are left without him, and their boat. The fear of being stranded doesn’t really appear to overwhelm the children like it would do me, but they continue to make the best of a bad situation and do their best to send signals and such not.

It is rather hard to really review this book as in doing so I would give away a lot more than I meant. All I know is that it is one of my favourite books, the scenery, the storyline, and the heroism of the children really makes me wish I had read it as a child, because I do believe I would have easily been utterly captivated by the thrilling and daringness of the situation the children find themselves in.

However alls well that ends well and soon the children are reunited with Bill and are on their way home after a few false starts. If you haven’t read The Sea of Adventure yet, you really should! It’ll have you wishing you were with the children and gasping at their adventure yet again as Jack, Philip, Dinah and Lucy-Ann come out on top!

Next review: The Mountain of Adventure

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A review of Father Christmas and Belinda

I decided today that I wanted to do something more appropriate to the season instead of what I had originally planned for this week.

Over a year ago I reviewed Humpty Dumpty and Belinda one of two Collins Colour Camera Books with a story written by Blyton. I then received the other one, Father Christmas and Belinda for my Christmas last year. I only usually like reading Christmas stories in the lead up to Christmas, and not after, which is why I haven’t read it until now.

I won’t repeat the explanation of how the books came about as I went into all that when I reviewed Humpty Dumpty and Belinda.

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THE STORY

This story begins with Jane taking her two favourite dolls, Belinda and Tod, out for a tricycle ride. The dolls fall off the handlebars and get mucky, Tod muckier than Belinda, and so only Belinda accompanies Jane to a party later. Presumably it is a Christmas party (though it isn’t specified) and Jane is given a lovely golliwog as a present.

This worries Belinda who thinks that Jane will forget about her and Tod and play with her new toy instead.

Unfortunately for her Belinda’s vision unfortunately comes true and she and Tod are relegated to the sidelines when Jane returns from the party. Jane even bans them from her bed at night as they are so old and dirty and she says she shan’t like them again until they have clean clothes again.

Her mother is a bit kinder it would seem and takes pity on the dolls but Jane won’t listen to her and leaves them on the window ledge on Christmas Eve while the golliwog comes to bed with her.

Belinda and Tod muse over whether or not Jane deserves to get her stocking filled with toys after her treatment of them, and watch out for Father Christmas arriving. Instead they see a light in Jane’s father’s workshop and go to investigate. They discover Father Christmas himself, searching for something and that something turns out to be them!

I had though Jane was rather cruel to her dolls, considering she is supposed to love them so much but it’s necessary for the advancement of the plot. If they weren’t on the window-sill they wouldn’t have seen the light on, and in fact, if she hadn’t been so cruel Father Christmas wouldn’t have come to find them.


A MAGICAL SLEIGH RIDE

They soon find themselves riding on Father Christmas’ sleigh, though not before he has magicked them to the size of a small child. There are only four reindeer pulling his sleigh curiously enough. Traditionally there have been eight (Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner, and Blitzen  which are based on those used in the 1823 poem The Night Before Christmas by Clement C Moore. Rudolph was added in a story from 1939, so still before this was written.

The plan is to visit three or four unhappy children and give them presents before they go to Father Christmas’ home. In fact they visit five children in total.

First is Oolooloo, an Eskimo girl from the Land of Ice and Snow. There’s a bit of geography thrown in as Father Christmas explains that the sun never rises in winter there, and never properly sets in summer. Oolooloo’s mother has been ill and she has had to look after her brothers and sisters and so Father Christmas gives her a doll just like Belinda. It’s not all straightforward though as Father Christmas nearly gets stuck in the igloo and then Tod nearly gets eaten by polar bears.

Next they head off to Norway to see Sigurd who has been ill, and leave some ice skates hanging outside his window. (A Scandinavian tradition?) There is a lych gate into the garden of Sigurd’s house, which of course made me think of Old Thatch.

France is the next destination, to see Pierre whose mother has also been ill. Pierre is from a poor family and so he gets a pair of shoes! There are also flowers for his mother, but I wonder that they couldn’t produce a small toy for him as well.

Then they’re off to a South Sea Island to visit Rosamund who is afraid that Father Christmas won’t bring her a present as she isn’t at home in Australia. Looking rather out of place on a tropical island Father Christmas leaves her a teddy bear in her stocking, which is strung over a campfire by her tent.

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THE CASTLE OF FATHER CHRISTMAS

With all their visits complete they’re then off to Father Christmas’ castle to get new clothes for Belinda and Tod. While they’re there they get shown around some of the many rooms. They start with the Room of Dolls and pick up a friend, a sailor doll. They ride some rocking horses in the Room of Rocking Horses and make the teddies in the Room of Teddy Bears growl by pressing their tummies. Then they visit the Golliwog Room and Tod asks them if they ever wash. Of course we don’t, they say. Our faces have to be black. Hmm, perhaps not the best of conversations to feature.

Moving on and they visit the Hall of Trains before Father Christmas shows them his magic mirror. Sort of like the one in Snow White it can be used to show him other people and places, though he chooses to use it to see unhappy children so he can visit them with presents. This time it shows them Jane who is crying as she has realised Belinda and Tod have gone. She throws her new golliwog down and says she doesn’t want him any more, just her old dolls back.

DSCN0323Despite her poor treatment of them before there seem to be no hard feelings and Belinda and Tod are desperate to return to her. They tell Father Christmas not to bother with new clothes for them so they can hurry back. The reindeer aren’t quite ready to take them so there’s time for a look at the toy animals, the Humming Top Room and the Ball Room (not to be confused with a ball room which is for dancing).

At last Father Christmas takes them back to Jane’s house and makes them small again. They find Jane’s mother sitting making new clothes for Belinda and Tod and she talks quite happily to Father Christmas, not seeming surprised in the slightest to see him.

Father Christmas fills Jane’s stocking with toys and pops Belinda and Tod in on the top for her. He then rescues her golliwog and says he will give it to another child who will want him more. I rather feel sorry for the golliwog actually!

Jane is overjoyed to find Belinda and Tod back in the morning and vows she will love them from then on, no matter what.


I can’t say that I enjoyed this as much as I did Humpty Dumpty and Belinda. Although it is quite charming at times, with lovely illustrations and photographs I can’t like Jane and her fickle behaviour. Nor can I work out just what role Father Christmas is supposed to play in the world. Does he only take toys (one each) to sad children on Christmas Eve, and if so why does Jane get a whole stocking full? I’m sure young children – who this is aimed at! – won’t question any of this but I spent so much time wondering about it that it prevented me from really losing myself in the story.

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It’s Almost Christmas!

Can you believe how quickly this year is going? Isn’t it just mad!

And can I just take a moment to wish Fiona a happy birthday today! Happy Birthday Fiona!

Anyway, this week, our contributing blog will be a re-blog from Poppy (I believe, given what is written on our schedule!)

From Fiona she will be looking at the next chapters of the Island of Adventure for their differences, and I shall hopefully bring you the review of Sea of Adventure that I promised you last week but was unable to provide.

I shall leave you with a few pictures from my visit to Edinburgh from the summer which I have only just gotten around to editing. Enjoy!

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New Year’s Dip: A St Andrews Story, chapter 5

Last time the five continued their exploration of the Llammas market and some of them tried mulled wine.


 

David laughed at Julian and shook his head. “That was fun though,” he said, propping himself up on the fountain. “What are we going on next?”

Darrell winked at Sally. “Nothing that spins, please,” she said, despite it giving her the perfect excuse to cling to Anatoly.

“How about the… swing, things,” Anatoly said, not sure what they were called, pointing them out. “They go back and forth, not round and round?”

“The swing boat?” Sally suggested.

“Yes, those,” he said, “or is that still too much movement for people?”

“I’m game!” David said with a smile.

“Definitely!” Sally said with a grin

“Me too!” added Darrell. They all looked at Julian.

“They’re for pairs,” Julian pointed out slightly awkwardly, “you go on with David, Sally, and I’ll watch for now. I can always have a go in a bit if anyone else wants another turn.”

“Well,” David said practically. “Pretty much everything here is for pairs,” he said sticking his hands in his pockets. “And I’m a big boy, I don’t mind sitting in my own, it’s just when you decide to pair off without me is when I don’t like it,” he grinned. He nudged Sally playfully and whispered loudly; “Chivalrous isn’t he?”

“Well, all right,” Julian said easily, “don’t say I didn’t offer. I’ll go on with Sally then, and you can have a turn after if anyone’s having a second go.”

“It’s a lot of work for a ride,” Sally said with a grin. “Are you sure you’re up to it Ju?” she teased.

“Of course I am,” Julian said a little indignantly as the others laughed.

Sally laughed and patted his arm, where she could feel the muscle under it. “I was teasing darling,” she said, kissing him on the cheek.

“I’d be more than happy to take your place if you weren’t feeling up to it, Ju,” David added with a grin.

“Too late Morton, you said no already,” Julian said with a wink.

“Doesn’t mean I can’t change my mind,” David said airily. He chuckled. “Go on then lovebirds, I’ll just stand around looking lonely!”

Darrell giggled at him, as Sally gave him a kiss on the cheek. Darrell took Anatoly’s hand and smiled up at him. “Ready?”

“It is a woman’s prerogative, I believe, to change her mind,” Anatoly said wickedly. He lifted Darrell’s hand and kissed the back of it. “After you, dorogoy.”

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My tenth Noddy book: Well Done Noddy!

Not the book I was expecting to be reviewing this week due to various rescheduling issues over the past few weeks but never mind. Well Done Noddy! is the fifth book in the series, and for a brief time I will actually be reviewing the titles in order. Last time I reviewed book 4, and I have books 6 and 7 to do later.

Cover, illustrated by Beek.

Cover, illustrated by Beek.


FINAL THOUGHTS FIRST?

Usually I save my opinions until the end but today I will open with them – this is the weakest title in the series so far for me. I’m not sure quite why so I will leave those musings for the end.


THE STORY

Given that, I was very unsurprised that Big Ears should immediately suffer a catastrophe when Mr Jumbo sits on his bike and destroys it completely. I was a bit surprised however that Mr Jumbo accused Big Ears of riding dangerously fast around the corner with no warning, that doesn’t seem like the sensible brownie to me. Then again, Mr Jumbo was picking bicycle parts off himself and ringing every time he moved so perhaps he was exaggerating in his distress.

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Noddy immediately decides this is his chance to help Big Ears (and inflame the easily offended sorts who object to him and Big Ears sharing a bed,) and takes him and his bandaged head home to look after him. The doctor comes and says he must not worry about anything.

Naturally then Big Ears has some worries. He initially worries about his house being empty so Noddy arranges for Sally Skittle and her little skittles to go and stay there. Then Big Ears starts to worry about his cat, and so Noddy brings her to stay with them.

I was sort of anticipating Big Ears coming up with worry after worry and running Noddy ragged trying to resolve them, but that wasn’t to be. Big Ears final and biggest worry is about not having a bike to ride any more.

The only solution to that, Noddy feels (as neither of them have any savings) is to raise money to buy him a new one. His car barely gets a mention but it is said that his usual wages from car rides isn’t enough to support Noddy and Big Ears and save for a bike, so he starts thinking of other ways to make money.

He sees the Wobbly-Man planting beans with some difficulty and has an idea. I thought he would offer to do the planting and get paid for it, but that’s a bit too sensible for the little wooden man. Instead he heads to the sweet shop and spends his last half-penny on a toffee, a peppermint drop and a bull’s-eye. Uh-oh, I can see where this is going, can’t you?

Yes, he goes home and plants them, complete with labels. It’s a very funny and very Noddy-ish plot and I don’t think enough is made of it really. I would have liked to have seen Noddy watering the seeds every day etc.

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Anyway, as he waits for his toffee tree, peppermint drop bush and bull’s-eye tree he decides his other talent lies in his songs ans starts selling them for sixpence. He writes one for Mr Tubby Bear first, carefully not calling him fat as he doesn’t like that, a short one for Miss Bunny who hasn’t got the memory for a long one, a big one for Mr Jumbo as he is so enormous and several more for others as well.

The plot shifts all of a sudden here, when Mrs Tubby Bear gives Noddy a message from Mr Sailor Soll who wants some sacks moved from his shed to under a bush. Noddy jumps at the chance to earn seven sixpences and does it right away, under the watchful eye of the sailor doll’s neighbour.

The fact that the neighbour watched him was enough to set alarm bells ringing with me at this point, and sure enough the policeman (now names Mr Plod) shows up that evening to accuse Noddy of stealing the sacks which contained vegetables to sell.

Big Ears is incensed and rages quite impressively but in the end it comes down to the fact that the Mr Sailor Doll sent no such message and Noddy has to give up all his savings to pay for the vegetables.

It’s not quite Noddy’s fault as he received the message in good faith and, well, he’s proven he’s not always the brightest spark. Mrs Tubby Bear on the other hand, well, she took a message from a goblin regarding the sailor doll and the sacks and passed it on to Noddy which was even more stupid of her!

Anyway, Noddy decides to go and see who collects the sacks which he left under a bush (hint to Noddy – if someone asks you to hide sacks of produce under some bushes it’s probably not a good idea to do it…) and he catches Sly the Goblin.

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Being magical Sly is persuaded into restoring Big Ear’s bicycle for him, as a sort of repayment for getting Noddy into trouble. Big Ears doesn’t think that’s enough though and threatens to give the goblin one or two spanks for luck.

So all’s well that ends well.


FINAL, FINAL THOUGHTS

There are some good parts to the story – Mr Jumbo picking bike parts off himself is funny, as is Noddy trying to grow sweeties into trees. I think I just felt that none of it was really connected as much as it could have been. Noddy could have been raising money for any reason in the book and then the last part with the police, the goblin etc was a very abrupt change of direction that also had nothing to do with the main plot until the end.

Perhaps I just wasn’t in the right mood for Noddy last night but it didn’t seem as clever as some of the others I’ve read in the series.

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The Marsh of Adventure by Poppy, chapter 23

Chapter twenty-three:

A clever piece of machinery

“What do we do now?” asked Jack, who couldn’t bear the thought of the enemies below escaping before they had chance to catch them.

“We’re going back underground to try and overhear any conversation,” said Bill after conversation with Raymond, Howard and Sammy. “The girls are to stay here though, with Sammy. Only the boys and I shall go back underground now.” Dinah was not very pleased about this, but secretly she didn’t want to go back underground! The boys were thrilled to be going back underground, and hurried to pull up the length of rope, so the men wouldn’t guess how they got out. Jack wrapped it round his stomach again and Bill had a word with Sammy.

“Where’s this second hole, you were talking about?” asked Raymond, while they were waiting.

“Not far from here,” said Jack looking round, “A little bit further down this way, I think.” he said, heading towards the stream.

“Remember Lucy-Ann tripped over when she was bringing a jug of water to us. We stuffed it with heather and bracken, didn’t we?” Philip said.

“Here it is!” cried Jack. Bill ran over to where they were all crowded.

“Found it?” he asked. “It looks just big enough to fit us all through. Jack, we’ll have your piece of rope again please!” Jack handed over his length of rope, and the men tied it securely up. Continue reading

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Monday

Well last week was a bit of a disaster all-round and the schedule rather went to pot. Hopefully we will do a bit better this week. On Wednesday it should be another chapter of Poppy’s fic, which we’re nearing the end of. Then on Friday I’m hoping to have read and reviewed my next Noddy book for you all, and Stef’s aiming to have done the same for the Sea of Adventure for Sunday. So we’ll see how all that goes.

Not much else to say this week so I’ll just add a couple of photos and leave it at that. The two photos with the baubles are ones I took when trying to do my picture for yesterday’s photo challenge over on Two Points of View.

 

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Five Go to Mystery Moor: An exciting dramatised adventure

Admittedly this isn’t one of my favourite Famous Five books. Which is odd as I love the tale of the Bartles. Some combination of all the horses, moors and gypsies just don’t do it for me. I don’t hate it it’s just one of my lower-ranked titles. Before I listened I had the thought that Sniffer could turn out to be an unpleasant character to hear on a CD.

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The casts change a lot for these recordings and this group are not my favourites apart from Anne. It’s not necessarily that these actors are bad they are just different and not what I’m used to. Anne’s the same actress, the best one in my opinion, but George, Julian and Dick are definitely played by different people. On saying that George does do a very good going-off-in-a-huff sound in this story.

I do love Julian but he sounds terribly pompous and bossy in this one, even to me!

The additional voices are generally provided by only two or three people but as usual they create a wide range of accents and classes to act out all the different parts. Sniffer is given a fair bit of attitude – perhaps more than I’ve noticed in the book – and what sounds like a Cockney accent but it works.

Captain and Mrs Johnson sound very well-to-do, Mrs Johnson even more so than her husband. She sounds more like a very wealthy woman who spends her time at parties than a down-to-earth riding stable owner, but she manages to be kind at the same time.

Henry doesn’t sound too much like a boy to me, but then neither does George that much. It’s not really a problem though as neither are overly girly and they do sound suitably different from each other.

We also get to hear Sniffer’s dad, Ben the blacksmith and lots of nice horsey noises as well as some plane sounds. Sniffer doesn’t do that much sniffing in the first half of the story but later on, particularly in the caves, he does! As I suspected it is rather unpleasant really. Obviously they can’t fit everything into the audio but George’s attempts to make him use a hanky get missed out.

Unlike the books this doesn’t seem to be so heavily updated. Sniffer still tells the Five how his father cuffed him and knocked him over, and the father makes threats to him later.

I did like listening to this one, even if it’s not a favourite. Even the worst Five book is still a half-decent one.

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New Year’s Dip: A St Andrews Story, chapter 4

Last time the five headed out in the evening to the Llammas fair, where we find them now.


After wandering around a little Anatoly found one of their favourite fish and chip shops had opened a stall, and so he ordered two small fish suppers as the locals called them. He and Darrell ate them out of the newspaper, their fingers warm but greasy.

“Mmm, that was lovely Toly, thank you,” Darrell said shyly when she had finished. She looked up at him from under her long lashes and stood on tiptoe to press a kiss to his lips, tasting his own salt and vinegariness.

Anatoly had finished his supper first, and had disposed of the wrapper after wiping his fingers on it as best he could. He held Darrell’s face in his hands as he kissed her back, feeling her slip her arms around his waist.

Darrell smiled as he held her face close for the kiss. She pulled him closer by the waist and sighed happily. She wanted to tell him that she was falling in love with him, but she knew it was too soon. She laughed, looking up from their kiss as somewhere in the fair the bagpipes started playing.

Anatoly smiled a little as Darrell’s attention was drawn away and he kissed her cheek. “As nice as it would be to stand here and kiss you all night we have only ten minutes until we are to meet the others. Is there anything you can think of that you want to do in that time?”

Darrell looked up at him and then around her. “Teach me how to shoot?” she suggested with a smile.

Anatoly grinned at Darrell and led her back to the shooting range. The man looked mutinous as he approached again, but accepted the money when it became clear Darrell was going to be the one shooting.

Darrell took the gun gingerly and looked at Anatoly, clearly asking for help. She wasn’t sure what had made her suggest this, but here she was, ready to be taught how to shoot.

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The Adventurous Four reviewed by Chris

Apologies that this is a day late but there was a scheduling issue and I only realised very late on Wednesday night – I blame a)work and b) the Christmas decorations that needed putting up yesterday – F.

The Adventurous Four was first published in 1941, by George Newnes Ltd. I have the 5th edition published in 1946 by the same publisher. Illustrations (pen and ink, subtitled) are by E.H. Davie. My copy does not have its dust jacket, but the 1st edition dust jacket (illustration also by E.H Davie) is reproduced below. This image is interesting and is very similar in style to public information posters of the time.

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Unusually for a Blyton adventure, this is set very clearly in a then contemporary context, namely that of Britain at war. Mary, Jill (twins, of course – what was this Blyton obsession with twins about?) and their brother Tom, aged twelve – the girls appear to be younger – are on holiday ‘in a little fishing village on the north-east coast of Scotland’. Their father is serving in the RAF and their mother spends all day knitting (knitting e.g. socks and scarves for troops being commonplace during the war). The children befriend a local boy, Andy, who, at fourteen, is already working with his father as a fisherman. It’s agreed that Andy will take the children to a local island on his father’s boat.

Because they plan to stay overnight they take plenty of warm clothes, rugs, food (including tinned sausages – yummy!) and even a gramophone, which turns out to be important. The overnight stay was meant to be the adventure, but of course there is more than that to come. The children’s voyage runs into a storm, marooning them on an unknown island. With their ship unusable, Andy’s skills at fishing and creating shelter become vital to the children’s survival. Also, fortunately, there has been at some time a village on the island, and the deserted buildings are a source of building materials and even potatoes and beans which are still growing in abandoned gardens.

However, it soon becomes clear that there are people still in the vicinity, when the children find a store of tinned food in a cave (as always in Blyton adventures, a handy food supply is never far away) on a second nearby island and, soon after, they spot sea planes. These planes give us the first indication of what we are up against for “the sign of the crooked cross was painted on each wing – the sign of the enemy, the foes of half the world”. In fact, the children’s island is one of three and after some arduous exploration they find that on the third island there is natural harbour in which a fleet of Nazi submarines is concealed. Tom takes a series of photos, to have proof if and when they manage to escape, which they hope to do in a dinghy stolen from the enemy.

Unfortunately, the children’s dinghy is spotted by a seaplane and they decide to leave that night, under cover of darkness, to try to reach the mainland. But Tom discovers he has left his camera with its vital evidence in the food cave. Overwhelmed with guilt he takes the dinghy on his own to reclaim the camera, but is caught by the Nazis (the illustration shows some menacing but extraordinarily young soldiers) who imprison him in the cave. The other children realise what must have happened, and of course no longer have the dinghy to escape so as Andy says “we have to be brave now. We are British children, and so we have plenty of courage and heaps of ideas”.

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Although Tom has pretended to the soldiers that he is alone, they are suspicious and arrive to search the children’s island. Using sand and seaweed they disguise themselves as rocks on the shore. This leads to tense moments, as one soldier stops and smokes a cigarette right next to Andy. But the camouflage is perfect – even fooling a seagull who pecks Andy, almost causing him to yell out. The soldiers depart and the children are safe for now. But what should they do?

That night Andy swims and wades over to the second island and makes contact with Tom. Together they form a plan of escape. Because Tom has been singing the tune on one of the gramophone records, Andy has the brainwave that they could use the gramophone to deceive the guards into thinking that Tom was still in the cave, even after he had escaped. The next night he returns to the cave, bringing the gramophone and record, and he and Tom dig their way out by enlarging an air hole. The trick with the gramophone works perfectly and the boys re-join the girls on the first island. Now, they set about a new plan of escape, this time trying to mend their wrecked ship but just as they have made it seaworthy the soldiers return and catch all four children. They take the ship but Andy is still defiant and as the soldiers leave he shakes his fist, crying “You think you can beat a Scots boy but you can’t. I’ll beat you yet!”

Andy’s strength of spirit rallies the other children and he formulates a new plan, to build a raft out of the wood and other remnants of the deserted village. This is a difficult undertaking in itself, but the more so as their work in progress must be hidden from the soldiers who arrive from time to time to check on the children and give them (thankfully) supplies of food. They complete the raft, but it is not big enough for all four of them, and the girls must stay on the island, feigning ignorance of the boys’ whereabouts when the soldiers arrive. The departure on the raft is what is depicted on the jacket illustration.

The boys set off, but conditions on the raft are very hard, especially when a storm comes, and then a seaplane appears overhead. The enemy? No, it has a British insignia and when it lands the pilot is none other than Tom, Mary and Jill’s father (this does seem a rather unlikely coincidence). Once rescued, the boys explain about the submarines and this is subsequently relayed to higher authority. Interestingly, they have no need of the photos to make themselves believed, so Tom’s disastrous mission to rescue the camera appears to have been unnecessary. Meanwhile, the girls dissimulate to the soldiers but when the British planes arrive to rescue them they take them to be the enemy and hide in the food cave. However, they are found by Tom and his father and rescued. As they leave in the seaplane, a fleet of British warships arrives to destroy the submarine base.

The children are reunited with their families and Mary’s father makes a rousing speech to her about the need to fight evil and the pride that the children should take in having done so. But Andy is desperately worried about what the loss of their fishing boat will mean for his family, who depend on it for their livelihood. Fortunately, in recognition of his valour the government present him with a fine new boat, called the Andy, and there the story ends.

This is probably my favourite Blyton adventure, for two reasons. Firstly, it has more realism than any other of her adventures that I am aware of in terms of a specific historical context, and there’s also a high degree of attention to practicalities (fishing, raft-building etc.) in a way unusual in Blyton. It is certainly more realistic than the Famous Five, or even the Adventure series. Even reading it as an adult it stands up as quite a tense thriller. The tone is also more sombre than her other books and it is worth recalling that in 1941 the way that German submarines were preying on British shipping was a major crisis, as anyone reading the book at the time would have known. There is no sense, for example, of this adventure being ‘jolly good fun’: they know and we know that it is serious. Secondly, Andy is one of her strongest characters and, unlike in many other cases, a regional, working-class child is treated not just with respect but is the hero. The successful routing of the enemy simply wouldn’t have been possible without his determination and skills. This is real ‘we’re all in it together’ stuff and with it Blyton made her own contribution to the war effort.

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Monday 1st December

So it’s here, the dreaded (or celebrated) D month, and we’re in the middle of winter now so time to cuddle up with some good books and a lovely hot drink- hopefully in front of a fire if you’re lucky enough to have one!

So this week we have another audio review from Fiona, she’s going to look at Five Go to Mystery Moor. Our contributor this week is Chris, with an Adventurous Four review; how thrilling!

This week I think I shall either be giving you a the next chapter of our “New Year’s Dip” story (if you haven’t been reading it- shame on you! Catch up here!) or a review of the next book in the Adventure series, the Sea of Adventure, one of my favourite Adventure stories!

In other news, we have passed 90,000 blog views, which is wonderful and just goes to show that Enid Blyton can still gain an audience.

The next thing on my list of news, is that you should head over to the Two Points of View blog from tomorrow to see our Christmas Photo challenge! I shall be working from a list, while Fiona is making up her own ideas as she goes along!

My final, and rather saddening news to all those who don’t know, is that the wonderful Old Thatch Gardens (Blyton’s second and most famous home with her first husband) will no longer be opening their gardens to members of the public. This sad news was relaid to us by email a few days ago through Tony Summerfield at the Enid Blyton Society. However, we were very lucky to have been in such wondeful gardens and I, for one, am forever grateful that I got to experience the gardens more than most over the last few years and that I was able to converse for long periods with Jacky Hawthorne and became one of their regular faces. The Summer just won’t be the same without Old Thatch to visit, however, I’m  sure you’ll all join me in thanking Jacky for opening her wonderful gardens and to let it become such a special place to so many people.

And with that said, I will share with you, some of my favourite Old Thatch pictures from the years I have been able to visit.

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Second Form at St Clare’s

The Second Form at St Clare's, 2005 Egmont, cover by David Roberts

The Second Form at St Clare’s, 2005 Egmont, cover by David Roberts

As it stands Second Form at St Clare’s is probably my favourite one that I’ve read so far of the St Clare’s series. The funny thing is that again, like with Summer Term at St Clare’s, the twins do not seem to feature much in the story.

They are the basis for the story true enough, and each term seems to at least start with them but it never continues very far into the story with them as the central characters. In fact, I do forget that the twins are supposed to be the main characters with everyone else bustling about. I suppose it seems a bit odd to me, not having read the books before now and believing them to be all about the O’Sullivan twins, and in reality they’re not really. The St Clare’s books are more about the school and the other girls than the twins, after the first two books anyway.

This is the fourth book out of six that Blyton wrote, three books have been written my Pamela Cox subsequently to fill in the gaps (the third and sixth forms and one standalone.)

Anyway Second Form at St Clare’s sees the O’Sullivan twins and their friends head up to the second form from the first, without a few characters. For example spiteful Prudence from the last book has gone away and Pam, the quiet girl has stayed in the first form because she’s too young. Prudence was the source of all the mischeif in the second form, and fret not, the spiteful position has been filled by Elsie, a second former who has not gone up to the third form with her fellow classmates. She makes  up one of the “new” girls along with Anna, who is described as lazy and fat (though I have the idea that anyone in Blyton’s books is called fat if they were just on the little chubby side!)

These two are made heads of the second form, and Elsie is quite quick to think that she will rule the new second formers with a iron hand and make them do all she wants them to. Unfortunately she doesn’t reckon to quite a few strong personalities in the new second form and soon the girls take things into their own hands when Elsie’s spiteful nature gets the better of her when it comes to punishing one of the new new girls, Mirabel. The girls vote to only listen to Anna as head girl, and this galvanises the “lazy” Anna into action and makes her a jolly decent head girl.

Once again in the second form the two newest girls make up most of the story line. Mirabel arrives a week late to St Clare’s because she simply didn’t want to come, and Gladys starts off as a very withdrawn character who has a big secret to hide, and later on in the story reveals all and she begins to come out of her shell a bit.

These two new girls are very chalk and cheese, but they make for interesting reading. They’re almost the same as Margery Fenworthy and Lucy Oriell from the O’ Sullivan twins, one big, one small, but they become the closest of friends like Margery and Lucy do. However before they get to that point there is lots of drama.

There is another midnight  feast in this book as well, as it’s Carlotta’s birthday and her father and grandmother give her money for a feast. I must say there is a strange number of odd combinations of food that go on at these midnight feasts and there always seems to be enough food for each girl to get really full on, and then they go straight back to bed! I should hate to lie down after all that food.

I think Second form at St Clare’s may be one of my favourite St Clare’s book at the moment. It’s action packed and Gladys and Mirabel make good central characters, especially when they settle down a little into St Clare’s. However I think St Clare’s does show more age than Malory Towers, there are lots of little things that make me feel the story’s age, especially with how much the girls raise for their red cross concert, which seems a little on the low side at ten pounds and fifty pence. I would like to get my hands on an earlier edition to what the money was before it was changed. (I am reading the most up-to-date  volumes provided by my library as it was cheaper than buying them, but they lack the beauty of a wonderful earlier volume.) Note: Fiona has just told me the original value of the concert takings from her earlier edition and it was four pounds, three shillings and sixpence. So in a way the sum seems greatly smaller in my earlier edition than what it would have been at the original value.

I would recommend Second Form at St Clare’s quite highly, but I would warn against starting with it, if you haven’t read the three earlier books! (In my mind St Clare’s seems much more in need of being read in order that Malory Towers!)

So there you are, Second Form at St Clare’s, a jolly romp of a school term. I wonder what will happen next term!

Next review: Claudine at St Clare’s

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The Island of Adventure – How has Blyton’s original text fared in a modern edition? part 3

We’re up to chapters five and six now, and as I was looking at my excel file I realised there was something I forgot to cover last time. Oops. It wasn’t changes to the text so it’s not too bad of me, but rather, it was what was left in the text that caught my eye.

As covered Jo-Jo is now Joe, a white man, yet he retains lots of stereotypical language (much like Sam from The Mountain of Adventure). For example he asks They coming to Craggy-Tops? rather than are they. He also says Miss Polly, she didn’t say nothing about any friends, no she didn’t. Neither of those lines sound right coming from an average white man. Perhaps if he was noted to be from Europe with an accent or some such, but he isn’t.

The other thing left alone is the fight in the car. Philip still bangs Dinah’s head off the door and they pummel each other – surprising considering how many references to violence have been removed in other books.

But anyway, on with the actual changes. The earlier posts can be found here and here.

My own copy of the book is a 1955 8th impression and the modern copy I’m comparing it to is a Macmillan one from 2001 (on loan from Stef).


CHAPTER FIVE: SETTLING IN AT CRAGGY TOPS

There’s actually nothing major changed here. I’m beginning to feel that Blyton did put too much emphasis on Jo-Jo’s colour and perhaps it would have been positive in modern editions if this had just been scaled back a little. As it is, of course there are no references to him being black in this edition as he isn’t. 

In this chapter the references are just cut instead of changed so Jo-Jo, the black man, frowned at the noise, becomes Joe frowned at the noise. I rather think they could have replaced the words with a description of their own. Likewise where the black man departed down the stairs he’s now just the man departed down the stairs. Perhaps He departed or Joe departed would have sounded better and a little less repetitive. At this point, as he’s departing his eyes are said to be rolling, or in the modern copy they are angry instead.

Jo-Jo is also referred to as a sullen man instead of a sullen servant.

And lastly house-work becomes housework.

Again there are some perhaps surprising things left in this chapter. It’s still telephoned to and Mr Roy is said to be at the other end of the wire. These sorts of things were changed in Five on a Treasure Island I remember. Then again with all the other old-fashioned things in this book maybe they thought it wasn’t worth altering these out-dated references.

In The Secret Island there are lots of small changes to make allocation of the chores less sexist – though that’s not the case in this book. Dinah still gets sent to clean out the boys’ tower room.

And actually lastly this time, Joe continues with his strange speech for a white man when he says no that she shouldn’t and I’ve telled her so.


CHAPTER SIX: THE DAYS GO BY

As if to prove my point from last week both instances of queer in this chapter are replaced with strange. 

Summer-time, oil-lamps and drinking-water  lose their hyphens and become two words while candle-sticks becomes one. However sea-birds, wind-driven and well-bottom stay as they are.

In the original text it is remarked that the water from the well was not salt. This has been altered to not salty. I feel that’s really dumbing things down. It’s obvious it means not salt water not that Jack is surprised that the water is not a solid mineral.

Some emphasis is lost when Jack is asking about Jo-Jo’s boat and Philip says we are not allowed to set foot in it instead of we are not allowed even to set foot in it. Perhaps the word order is a little odd but making it not allowed to even set foot would have kept the emphasis there.

I think I was right about Jo-Jo being the catalyst for an awful lot of editing. 

He’s no longer half mad, he’s just strange. As per the last chapter he’s not the black man, he’s just the man or the handyman. For once the editor has changed a description of him though, from the sullen black man to the unfriendly man. Perhaps they felt sullen had been used too many times already?

Also for the first time his speech is changed, from What you doing? to What are you doing? This is one of my issues with the updates – they’re so inconsistent! 

At one point his scowl is described as even blacker. Now that’s something Blyton has used lots of times – particularly for George. People have black looks, black tempers or black scowls and it has nothing to do with skin colour yet this is changed to even deeper. I wonder if Jo-Jo/Joe wore a black coat it would become a grey one…

In a similar change to the last chapter rolling eyes have become roving again but the wording around it has also been changed. From his dark eyes rolling and the whites showing plainly to his eyes roving so the whites showed plainly. I’m not certain why Joe can’t still have dark eyes or why the tense of the end of the sentence had to be changed there.

A few more things left in include you’d better go before I slap you and he’d [physically] beat you if you did (obviously not the same editor as did First Term at Malory Towers) as well as the girls were given household tasks to do (while the boys fetch the wood and water).


I think that’s another ten changes though it’s hard to decide what to count and what not to. I’m not counting Joe/Jo-Jo, straight removals of the word black or substitutes for queer, nor am I counting the hyphens after the first one or things like rolling to roving if it’s not the first instance.

That’s 26 reasonably unique changes altogether.

 

 

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Last Monday in November

And with that, the month is already gone. Before we know it it will be December! It’s certainly cold enough much of the time to be winter already, even if it’s not. I will have to start my Christmas shopping soon (oh how envious I am of all those people that announce they’re already done!)

The blog will stay a Christmas-free zone for another week though, apart from those brief mentions. On Wednesday I’m planning to use the nifty reblogging feature to share some different content with you (and showcase another blogger’s work), and then on Friday there I will be examining the text of The Island of Adventure Again. Stef is planning to read and review the next St Clare’s book for Sunday (Second Form at St Clare’s).

I’ll end with a few photos from the past week – some from my walks around Dundee and a few from Manchester where I was at the weekend, seeing a distinctly un-Blytony band.

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